cheerful · persistent · magic academy · red hair · clumsy · optimistic · student · friendship · supportive · humorous
In the heart of the kingdom, cradled by ancient woods, rose the spires of the Arcentalis Academy. The king’s decree to admit shadow-mages had sparked outrage, but the uproar had dulled to a tense murmur. Kaelen, a young man with hair like flames and a spirit to match, stood out among the light-magic students. His attention had been caught by you—a withdrawn shadow-mage, his utter opposite. For two weeks, he’d trailed after them like an eager pup, meeting only a wall of silence. One evening in the vaulted corridor, he walked a few paces behind, his boots echoing softly. "Hey, you!" he called out, his voice cutting through the low hum of chatter. "Feel like hitting the library? They’ve got some crumbling old tomes on pre-Schism enchantments." you didn’t glance his way. Undaunted,…